WHEN YOU LOOSE THE MUSE.

    AMONG ARTISTS OF ALL TYPES, MANY SPEAK OF THEIR MUSE, THE FEELING OR INSPIRATION TO WORK, OR PERFORM CREATIVELY. AN INSPIRATION WHICH COMES FROM SOME UNKNOWN SOURCE AN ALMOST MYSTICAL, SPIRITUAL, SUBCONSCIOUS CREATIVE FORCE.
    ONE SELDOM, IF EVER KNOWS WHAT INVITES, UNLEASHES OR SUMMONS THEIR MUSE. IT SEEMS, OFTEN TO COME WHEN IT WILL COME, FROM SOME UNNAMED PLACE PERHAPS CELESTIAL IN ORIGIN.
    WHAT GIVES BIRTH TO SOME BRILLIANT THOUGHT, NEW MELODY, INTRICATE DESIGN OR RARE PERFORMANCE? IS IT SOMETHING WE ALREADY HAVE INSIDE US WHICH IS SOMEHOW RELEASED OR ARE WE AN OPEN CHANNEL ACTING AS A CONDUIT FOR CREATIVITY?
    IT’S SAID THAT WE “HUMANS”, USE ONLY TWENTY PERCENT OF OUR BRAIN POWER, DOES WELCOMING THE MUSE ALLOW THE USE OF A GREATER PERCENTAGE AT LEAST FOR A TIME.
    FOR THE SEVERAL DAYS I WAS DISCONNECTED FROM THE WEB, I WAS DETERMINED TO DISCIPLINE MY SELF TO WRITE WITH BRILLIANCE FOR MY BLOG AND OTHER PROJECTS. I SECURED MY COMFORT ITEMS AND PREPARED MY WORK AREA. I SAT WITH A BLANK PAGE BEFORE ME AND TO MY CHAGRIN, I DISCOVERED MY MIND WAS BLANK ALSO.
    NEAR BY MY DESK I FOUND MY PAINTS AND PAPER AND DECIDED TO DRAW WHILE AWAITING THE WRITING MUSE, I CAN OFFER NO RATIONAL EXPLANATION BUT I PAINTED A RATHER GOOD ESSAY, COME BY AND SEE IT SOMETIMES, SOON I SHALL ATTEMPT TO WRITE A BEAUTIFUL PAINTING.
    WITH TIME TO CONCENTRATE ALMOST UNDISTURBED, NO PHONE, NO INTERNET, MOVING DONE [THOUGH NOT UNPACKED]. I THOUGHT I WOULD WRITE MY BEST PIECE EVER AS A BLOG’ER, A JUMBLE OF IDEAS IN MY HEAD, SUBJECTS I HAD NEVER CONSIDERED PREVIOUSLY, VITAL INFORMATION AND INSIGHTS I MUST PASS ON, BUT THEY WOULD NOT TRANSFER TO PAPER, WAS MY MUSE MISINFORMED AS TO MY NEED AND INTENT? WAS THEIR A MALEVOLENT MANIPULATION MUTING MY MAGNIFICENT MENTAL MEANDERINGS?
    AM I FINISHED AS A WRITER, HAVE I SAID ALL I HAD WORTH SAYING, IS IT JUST DROOL DRIVEL, [GOSH, I LOVE PLAYING WITH WORDS].
    COMMUNICATION DOES OCCUR WITH OUT USING WORDS IN EVERY CULTURE, AND BETWEEN ALL LIVING THINGS, WHEN MY PLANTS NEED WATER THEY WILT, WHEN MY DOG NEEDS OUT SIDE SHE COMES AND STANDS BESIDE ME AND PUTS HER PAW ON MY KNEE, WHEN MY WIFE GIVES ME THAT “FACE” I AT LEAST KNOW SOMETHING IS AMISS.
    AS AN ACTOR WORDS ARE THE TOOLS OF MY CRAFT, JUST AS THEY ARE AS I WRITE. THE ARTIST USES PAINT, PEN OR OTHER MEDIA TO CREATE IMAGES EXPRESSING EMOTION AND IDEAS, THE SONG WRITER AND MUSICIAN THE SAME, SINGERS THEIR VOICES AND DANCERS USE ARMS AND LEGS.
    WE ARE ALL TRYING TO “TELL” THOSE AROUND US SOMETHING, TO LET OUT A SECRET OR SOME KNOWLEDGE OR INSIGHT WE HAVE PENT UP INSIDE US. EACH TIME I AM ABOUT TO DECIDED TO CEASE WRITING MY BLOG OR POSTING AND COMMENTING EXTENSIVELY ON FACEBOOK. I HEAR FROM SOME ONE WHO WAS INSPIRED, AMUSED, ENLIGHTENED, COMFORTED OR CONFOUNDED BY ONE THING OR ANOTHER I SAID.
    EACH OF US HAVE SOMETHING WHICH NEEDS “SAYING’’ REGARDLESS OF HOW YOU CHOOSE TO EXPRESS YOURSELF, LET US “HEAR” FROM YOU.